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Gender: Non Binary
Race: Half Fairy, Half Witch
Funmoghi has an unhealthy grey-brown complexion, with thin, greying black
hair, dark eyes and a straight nose. She usually wears a hat that she's
scavanged off nature and she likes to use what she finds to decorate her
staff. Funmoghi doesn't have a favourite colour, but mmost clothing items
that she possesses are in some natural tint.
Personality: As a druid, anything that nature offers is a treasure
so Funmoghi never looks for more cultural items. She takes upcycling to
the extremes and looks a bit frumpy as a result. After all, Funmoghi isn't
trying to be fashionable, just practical. And it has to be said that the
items she makes are sturdy. Funmoghi has her own little place in nature
that she cares about. Other areas are of course important, but her own
little home is her sanctuary and receives proper attention as she's sure
other areas receive from some other druid.
Skills: Scavenging (natural items), handicrafts
Enjoys: Looking for unusual seed pods and such
Dislikes: Having to go out into town
Something was amiss. Funmoghi could feel the intruder well before she
heard any noise or saw any evidence. The wind told her in the rustling of
the leaves, the grass and ferns swaying worriedly as the more poisonous
plants readied themselves to defend. Funmoghi furrowed her brow, this was
no ordinary human intruder then.
But just as soon as the defensive reflex had started, it settled. The
breeze returning to a good-natured sigh, the grass and ferns relaxing and
the poisonous plants withdrawing their toxins. Flowers appeared and
Funmoghi grew even more interested. Her little patch of paradise was
welcoming the intruder - or visitor, she corrected herself.
The half witch, half fairy got up and headed out to greet them. Usually
Funmoghi ignored visitors and intruders for as long as they didn't pose a
threat. Her garden was open to all who were friendly. She would even allow
people to harvest some of her herbs, fruits and vegetables as they did
appear to grow randomly. But on some occasions she'd had to step in the
prevent people from damaging the place. There would always be people too
greedy for their own good.
The visitor wasn't hard to find as a the path of flowers led her straight
to them. Funmoghi had to look twice but it was indeed a dragon standing in
front of her. Not the usual fairytale dragon with wings and scales but a
smaller, short-haired, gem-encrusted, slender, wingless variant that
seemed to bask in the sun's rays.
"Greetings." she said as it was usually best to let someone know
she was around. Her presence could be overseen.
"Pleasant day." the dragon
Funmoghi introduced herself and was rewarded with the dragon's name:
Mulgist Discedus, who - so he told her - was an Asandus of mixed race,
carrying Niteshan and Piralan genes.
"My garden has taken a liking to you, do you need anything?"
"I get most of what I need by
Photosynthesis." Mulgist replied, "But
thank you. I don't want to keep you from your work."
Funmoghi shrugged and returned to tending her plants. Over the next days,
weeks and months, it became clear that Mulgist had taken a liking to her
garden and had taken up permanent residence. Her plants were overjoyed and
he posed little problems, which had settled Funmoghi's nerves.
was hatched at the Fur &
Feathers Frenzy Redux
Name: Mulgist Discedus
Colour: Brown-Green (Yellowless gems)
Description: Mulgist has a deep chocolate-brown hide with blood-red
gems encrusted on his spine. The fur on his head, neck and tail is soft
with green highlights. He is a playful sort of dragon, always happy to try
new things and to look for the fun in chores. If someone were to give
Mulgist a Mary Poppins movie, he'd be delighted!
Parents: Lisprolix Discedus x ???
Species: Asandus (Niteshan-Piralan)
*Functional Magic (for Mulgist this means a sort of
greenhouse effect, be careful of global warming!)
Something was happening in her garden. Funmoghi startled awake, moved by
the joy and excitement of the plants all around her. She instantly knew it
was not a bad event, the breeze was nearly singing, the grass and ferns
dancing on it's tune and the shrubs and brushes shone with the most
beautiful of flowers, illuminated by the perfectly full moon that shone
down above them.
Funmoghi almost felt like she'd entered a dream and everything was just
more vivid. Unable to contain the wonder that was all around her, she let
it lead her to where it originated. And sure enough, the cause of this joy
was once more her lodger Mulgist.
The brown dragon was covered in bright green flowers, a sweet scent coming
"Beautiful." Funmoghi said without meaning to.
The dragon looked at her and said, "It
doesn't happen often. Another Niteshan must be nearby."
His voice sounded a bit wistful and Funmoghi wondered if maybe Mulgist was
lonely. She could have been more talkative but had not considered changing
her usual demeanour to accomodate the guest her little paradise loved so
"Go and find them." she urged, "My garden will always be
open to you."
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